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  • New Beginnings, Old Memories at allpoetry
    I hate you And I love you
  • Locked Up at allpoetry
    ...You hear it... don't you? Don't turn away, LOOK AT ME
  • Harmony - Staccato at allpoetry
    Collaboration - il guardiano - third piece
  • Harmony - Steady Beat at allpoetry
    Collaboration - il guardiano - Sequel
  • Harmony at allpoetry
    Collaboration - il guardiano
  • Fell at allpoetry
    unfinished, just had to get thoughts down
  • -Untitled- at allpoetry
    Closed my eyes
  • No Difference at allpoetry
    This is where I am free, Never confined into what I am supposed to be
  • All up in green at allpoetry
    Staring at the small men dressed in green... - His expression melted off his face
  • For my Italian (Piece 2) at allpoetry
    Come to me; let me hold you for a while, You don’t have to be afraid, not when I am here,
  • For my Italian. at allpoetry
    The sadness in your eyes frightens me – I never noticed the pain until now,
  • Thoughts Unclear at allpoetry
    Schizophrenia
  • (Untitled - reserved) at allpoetry
    Reserved
  • Reserved Until Piece is Finished. =) at allpoetry
    Will come back.
  • Daddy is here... at allpoetry
    I asked you...
  • When - two hearts feel the same at allpoetry
    lives for you..
  • Would Rather Die...(Part III) at allpoetry
    Um, yeah. I realize it's been a LONG time since I updated this story and I've had it written.
  • Congrats to You at allpoetry
    This is for you Alexis! Hahaha
  • I miss you at allpoetry
    For Beth.
  • On and On at allpoetry
    When it is empty
  • Freedom at allpoetry
    Was I yours to claim... / Or just another trophy? / - To put your mark on / I can see the hurt that lives inside my eyes, / When I look in the mirror... / Sometimes I see you staring back at me / And I can't
  • (Not Finished) at allpoetry
    I hold the power to decide
    - To be or not to be - is that really the question?
  • See me or Not at All at allpoetry
    It’s all out of order and I can see it slipping
    Wipe my eyes to hide the pain and pretend that I am whole again
  • Swim at allpoetry
    Calling out her voice is lost inside the very darkness that oppresses her,
    It is cold, so very cold as she struggles to keep a hold of her